Soon, the gunfire rang out again, and then became more and more intensive, and the shooting range was filled with smoke. Wu Ming was the first to finish five magazines, followed by Zhuge Dachang.

The gunfire continued, and the two people walked out of the shooting position and looked at each other.

"It seems that your marksmanship is good!" Zhuge Dachang said with a faint smile.

"Not bad!" Wu Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

The middle-aged soldier looked at Wu Ming and the two men and thought to himself: These two are both experienced gun users. Others are in a hurry from shooting to changing magazines, but these two people all use one hand to unload the magazine and the other to load it.

They are agile and experienced, holding the gun with one hand but as steady as a mountain, and are not affected by the recoil at all, but I don't know what their results are.

Twelve people finished shooting in the first round. When the target moved back, the middle-aged soldier almost stared out of his eyes...

Wu Ming shot a square "Ming" from the target!

Zhuge Dachang shot out the word "Chang"!

He is indeed a monster! The voices of everyone.
Chapter completed!